The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge

tossed Samuel

seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite falling to

Samuel’s head bled again, and his body hurt

did not take another glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm

but Sandra

thought Sandra was afraid, and he showed

“Don’t worry about it.

that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at most

you kill someone will you

deducted, and after I’m done,

quietly remembered the

that you’re not

for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength

in front of Albert, and he

arrived, the next palm

they appeared like stars falling after

seconds, the surrounding air appeared to

John were of the same

they would have admitted

and what army?” Sandra snorted loudly, and his eyes were cold as he used the Ursa

received the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa

he showcased it, his footwork had

moving between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be

John’s expressions instantly changed.

agile movement like

since he had already attacked, there was

out dozens of palms which immediately caught up with

that instant, the strength of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in

Bang!

muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were formed,

he did not

he slapped the

that John struck, his figure swayed slightly, and

It was a phantom!

this time, he heard a mocking laugh

sect, you’ll already be dead

made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was

just as he wanted to turn around, John was already swept